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letra de prison fight - hampton

verse 1
i been starin’ out the window of this strange household
where they dictate my day and my night
i been starin’ at blank pages of this paper diary that my therapist told me to write
i been stuck in my own head, embedded with the dead
so i’m always wanting something to feel
dreaming too much and sleeping too little now i don’t know what’s real

bridge
it’s a prison fight
it’s a prison fight
it’s a prison fight
it’s a prison fight

chorus
i’m running away
from the very same thing i’m searching for
i’m going insane
lock away the keys, oh the keys to the door
i’m running away
from the very same thing i’m searching for
i’m going insane
lock away the keys, oh the keys to the door

verse 2
it’s prison fight and i wanna fight
know i’m always right, oh i’m always right
lock away the knives, i’m warning you tonight
knight in shining armor when i pull up in designer to my cell
always by myself
it’s prison fight and i wanna fight
know i’m always right, on my momma right
lock away the knives, i’m warning you tonight
sight your sources, know ’em well
or don’t pick up your d-mn cell
bridge 2
start a prison fight, just because i can
yeah i’ll show them the man that i am
start a prison fight, just because i can
yeah i’ll show them the man that i am
duh-da-mm, because i can
yeah i’ll show them the man that i am
i’m sure i’ll want it, until it happens
that’s the way it happens, that’s the way my life goes
it sucks i know
goes
it sucks i know

verse 3
start a riot (ay, ay)
start a riot (woo, woo)
start a riot (ay, ay)
start a riot (woo, woo)
stop, we’re locking up your meds
we’re locking up all the knives
we’re taking it all away
spent my birthday all alone crying in my girlfriend’s arms
i get what i want till i hit the alarm
oh god, i can’t sleep, the insomniac in me
dip my feet in the sink while i’m hanging from a string or a rope or a (censor)
don’t do it, you deserve to live your life
i’m a hypocrite cause i don’t take my own advice
when i’m low on serotonin i go straight for drugs and knives
i don’t mind though, i don’t really mind, wait
keep a piece of mine, i don’t got no peace of mind
sleep deprived and i show it in the bags in my eyes, hey
what’s up with my face, easy to abuse
what’s up with my fate, is it through a noose
what’s up with my face, easy to abuse
what’s up with my fate, is it through a noose

- hampton

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